"Just ask someone." Yan Luo said. Before they walked away, he suddenly took action, flew around, easily grabbed someone from the team, and threw him coldly in front of Su Tong.
With a "bump", the man who was riding on the horse just now was suddenly thrown at Su Tong's feet. He groaned involuntarily and was thrown to pieces.
Su Tong couldn't help but take two steps back and frowned slightly - his action was a bit too cruel, wasn't it?
"You..." The man stood up with difficulty, holding his injured arm. Seeing that the cavalry team had gone away, he panicked. His horrified eyes wandered between Su Tong and Yan Luo, his face full of vigilance.
"What do you want to do?"
Yan Luo did not turn around, his arrogant back was filled with murderous intent, he just blocked the man's escape path and waited for Su Tong to ask questions.
He didn't want the guard to see his face or his eyes... otherwise, his attention would shift to the issue of whether to die or not.
"Are you a member of the imperial guard in the palace?" Su Tong asked him with a frown, her voice slightly cold and her tone unkind, "Why did you appear on the road so late? What happened in the city?"
"You..." Seeing Su Tong asking about this kind of thing, the imperial guard couldn't help but shrink back, and the vigilance in his eyes became even stronger.
He was thinking in his mind: What are the origins of the two people in front of him and what are their motives?
"Don't tell me!" What she hated most was procrastination. When the man was still looking at her, Su Tong growled angrily and rushed up to grab him by the collar.
Sometimes, it's really more useful to be hard than to be soft!
The man trembled and reflexively pulled out the saber from his waist to resist...
Although Yan Luo did not turn around, he could still hear the fluctuations of the air flow as the blade cut through the air. His eyes narrowed dangerously, and he suddenly took action the next second. The white silk in his sleeves wrapped around the man's neck, and with a strong pull, he forced him
Lost the knife in my hand.
The strength in his hand increased a bit again, and the imperial guard soon turned purple from holding back the pressure. Using his strength, he staggered back and bumped into Yan Luo. The cold touch made the fear in his heart rise again.
One point...
"You answer whatever she asks you." Yan Luo said calmly, his voice cold, word by word passed into the person's ears, "Do you understand?"
The imperial guard was so speechless that he could only nod his head violently. Only then did Yan Luo's hands loosen up, causing him to collapse to the ground.
"What happened in the city?" Su Tong asked, suddenly having a bad feeling in her heart.
"When the emperor dies, according to regulations, state funeral ceremonies are held, and every household..."
"Let you tell me the important point!" Su Tong kicked him impatiently, almost revealing the coldness of his previous life.
"The news came out from the palace that the emperor died and it was the third prince who killed his father. Now the third prince has been forced into Dali Temple. We are going to the palace to ransack the house and arrest everyone in the palace." Now the man learned the lesson.
Su Tong was so rude, and she immediately blurted out coherently.
"Searching the house?" Su Tong was stunned, her heart suddenly sank, and then she smelled a hint of conspiracy - how could the house be searched at this time? What were you trying to cover up this late at night?
"Who is in charge in the palace now?" After a pause, Su Tong thought about this question. The person in charge must be someone from the Three Princes' Palace!
The emperor died because the third prince killed his father. This charge... is too far-fetched! It is really shameless to use this to deceive the common people!
"It's the Second Prince..." the man answered truthfully.
Su Tong snorted coldly, as expected, only someone like Xuanyuan Jin could do such an insidious thing! She curled her lips, bypassed the imperial guard on the ground, and walked directly forward.
"Where are you going?" Yan Luo raised his eyebrows and asked from behind.
"If someone wants to ransack my home, can I stay here?" Su Tong asked back, angrily rushing towards the palace - she wanted to stop them from ransacking my home first! Then she would find a way to rescue Xuanyuan Hao...
Doesn’t he know martial arts? Why was he obediently forced into Dali Temple? Isn’t this looking for death?
In short, we have to stabilize the situation first before dealing with Xuanyuan Jin! Xuanyuan Jin, this impure-minded person, really... offended her this time!
Seeing her furiously walking away and disappearing into the darkness, Yan Luo couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing an indifferent smile - her temper was still so impatient...
The person who was slumped on the ground was shocked because of Su Tong's words: "Search my house"?! She is from the Third Prince's Mansion! It's over, it seems that he met someone he shouldn't touch tonight!
He gritted his teeth and turned back. He was about to say something to Yan Luo, but when he met his purple eyes, his heart froze: "Are you... the Demon Lord?"
"Otherwise?" With a hint of ridicule, Yan Luo spoke slowly, ignoring the man's fear, and slowly stretched his hand towards him...
"No...no...ah!" A shrill scream suddenly passed through the dark night.
The shouting stopped, leaving a strong smell of blood in the air, and there was only a vague figure lying on the ground in a pool of blood, which was in sharp contrast with the white mourning flowers around...